The flash marriage partner is a mysterious boss

Chapter 219 Entrusted

Yu Wanwan froze in place, she looked at Hong Yan beside her.

The woman smiled and patted her on the shoulder, with a calm determination on her face.

"Anyway, I'm not afraid of being bitten if there are too many lice. Wanwan is different for you. You have aura, you are still young, and there are infinite possibilities in the future."

It was only then that Yu Wanwan realized that Hong Yan was "taking the blame" for her!
Yu Wanwan's eyes turned red at this moment, she choked up and couldn't speak, she could only watch Hong Yan tearfully tearing away from the crowd, straightened her back, and walked towards An Jian and Mr. Yang.

Everyone automatically moved out of the way, and everyone looked at her with very complicated eyes.

What a fool!And Master!
Wiping away her tears, Yu Wanwan chased after her, and took the initiative to grab the white before Hong Yan could speak.

"I designed it."

Hong Yan anxiously stopped Yu Wanwan, and hurriedly explained to Mr. Yang.

"I designed this, she is just a newcomer who has been in the industry for less than half a year, how can she design such a work, it is me, this dress is designed by me, I know this anchovy makeup and the elements you published in the magazine It was an unintentional mistake on our part, and I apologize to you."

"Hmph, the bumps can be exactly the same, who are you kidding? Why, dare not admit to plagiarism?!" An Jian sneered at the side.

Hong Yan lowered her head, she knew that no matter how she explained, she would be very pale, and she couldn't think of any other way except bowing and apologizing to Yang Qionghua constantly. "I have no intention of plagiarizing, nor do I intend to offend you. I am willing to bear the mental and economic losses caused to you by myself."

Yu Wanwan looked at Hong Yan, tears already filled her eyes.

In fact, Hong Yan is not rich. As a designer, she doesn't see a famous brand on her body. In order to save a few dollars in bus fares, she has to walk two or three miles a day to commute.

However, such a person is willing to bear everything for her, but said: "I am willing to bear all economic losses alone."

How can this make people not moved.

However, no matter how Hong Yan explained, Yang Qionghua passed her and looked directly at Yu Wanwan, who was protected behind her.

"I believe you designed this set."

Hong Yan became anxious, and quickly explained: "I am her master, and I am willing to take all responsibilities."

"It is indeed necessary to pursue accountability." Yang Qionghua walked up to Luo Jingnian and circled back and forth.

The model Luo Jingnian also showed his "professionalism" at this moment, raised his head and chest, and spread his hands very cooperatively, so that Mr. Yang Qionghua could fully understand the details of this suit.

An Jian chased after Mr. Yang, flattering him.

"Mister's design is unique in the world. They copied your work, and we recognized it at a glance. And even if they copied, they could only copy the shape, not the soul of your design."

Yang Qionghua's eyes were on Luo Jingnian's outfit all the time, after going around in a circle, he commented.

"The shape of the sleeves is wrong. This dynasty did have clothes with wide sleeves, but the sleeves are flat and round, and the bottom will be closed. The ancients would put some sundries here."

An Jian followed suit and nodded. "Yes, they only know about plagiarism, how can you be so knowledgeable."

"There is also a problem with the matching of the belt. The gemstones embellished can tell it is a fake at a glance. If you can't get the real one, you can change the design and replace it with silk. You can't fool the audience."

An Jian still echoed: "Yeah, poor or bad, it's a waste of your design."

Yang Qionghua ignored Li Anjian's chatter, and finally fixed her eyes on the phoenix tail on Luo Jingnian's face.

"This phoenix tail..."

Everyone held their breath and looked at Yang Qionghua quietly.

Anyone who sees their work being plagiarized will be angry, let alone Yang Qionghua, a well-known eccentric in the industry, the national teacher is angry, this anger must be difficult to bear.

Only An Jian wanted to "add fuel to the fire."

"They are too much! Our business is messed up by such people!"

However, without the expected anger, Mr. Yang Qionghua nodded slightly, full of praise.

"Don't stick to the design, know how to adjust according to the characteristics of the characters, let the design serve the people, it seems that you have listened carefully to the class."

Zhang Zixuan walked towards Yu Wanwan in front of everyone, and pulled her in front of Yang Qionghua with a smile.

"The teacher praised you, little junior sister."

The phrase "Little Junior Sister" surprised everyone present.

Who would have imagined that an unknown little girl would be the disciple of Mr. Yang Qionghua, a well-known, industry-leading, national treasure-level master!

"No...impossible." An Jian couldn't believe what he heard.

But Yang Qionghua also patted Yu Wanwan's hand affectionately, which was an admission of Yu Wanwan's identity in public.

Yu Wanwan lowered her head in embarrassment. She hadn't said anything about the teacher before, but she felt that her ability was not worthy of being a teacher and student.

She lowered her head and apologized to Yang Qionghua. "I'm sorry, teacher, I'm ashamed of you because my disciple is not good at learning."

Although Yang Qionghua is strict, she still defends her shortcomings. "Nonsense."

Zhang Zixuan even acted as a substitute for the teacher, speaking out what Yang Qionghua was thinking.

"Junior Sister, you don't know the teacher's temper. If she is not very satisfied with your design, how can she appreciate it back and forth."

As soon as Zhang Zixuan said this, An Jian and Bai Qingwan's faces turned liver-colored.

After all, when Yang Qionghua commented on An Jian's design just now, he just glanced over it, and the suggestions he made were very broad, unlike the design of Yu Wanwan's outfit, which was specific to the details of gems and clothing.

What's more, for another set of clothes designed by An Jian, Yang Qionghua even glanced at it, and refused to take another look.

And Zhang Zixuan's knife into HL is not the only one.

"Your performance in your first novel is so amazing, I'm going to be jealous, Senior Sister."

Her debut work was envied by a popular designer who had just won an international award. No matter in terms of design or momentum, it crushed An Jian in all directions.

The reporters finally came to their senses and rushed to interview with the photographer on their shoulders.

"Mr. Yang, this..." The reporters didn't even remember Yu Wanwan's name. "Is this lady really your disciple?"

Yang Qionghua was unwilling to face the reporter's interview, so Zhang Zixuan replaced all the parts that needed to be answered.

"Yes, Yu Wanwan is indeed our teacher's closed disciple, and also my junior junior sister." Zhang Zixuan told everyone the name of Yu Wanwan very intimately.

"Is the phoenix tail makeup copied... from Mr. Yang's work?"

"This phoenix tail was originally designed by my junior sister. It was originally our class assignment. The teacher felt that the phoenix tail drawn by my junior sister was very spiritual, so I used it in the work. Because our junior sister is indifferent to fame and wealth, I refused to sign it, but Unexpectedly, there was a misunderstanding."

Yu Wanwan was so ashamed when she heard it, she was obviously timid, she was afraid of embarrassing her master, and what the senior sister said was too exaggerated... She quickly pulled Zhang Zixuan to signal her to restrain herself.

There is a stark contrast between her approach and An Jian, who has some achievements, and she can't wait for the whole world to know. Everyone is now looking at An Jian with contempt.

Is this how industry leaders suppress newcomers by labeling people without knowing it?

But with Zhang Zixuan answering reporters' questions, both Yu Wanwan and Yang Qionghua got a chance to catch their breath.

Yu Wanwan hurriedly greeted the teacher.

"Teacher, why are you here?"

Yang Qionghua looked at her with a smile, his eyes were full of compassion. "Entrusted by others."

"Who is it?"

(End of this chapter)